Flying Cloud (frag.)

Collected by
Mary Celestia Parler;
Transcribed by
Neil Byer
Fred Smith
Bentonville, Ark.
December 22, 1954
Reel 206, Item 1
A Flying Cloud (fragment)
("This is an old song called 'A Flying Cloud'
written by a sea captain years ago.")
Come all you jolly sailor lads and listen unto me,
I'm heavy bound in irons strong to die for piracy;
With eighteen more I am condemned in sorrow to complain,
For plundering and for burning ships down on the Spanish
For I was raised most tenderly until I went to sea,
It was there that whiskey and bad company made a wreck
Main.
of me.

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Collected by
Mary Celestia Parler;
Transcribed by
Neil Byer
Fred Smith
Bentonville, Ark.
December 22, 1954
Reel 206, Item 1
A Flying Cloud (fragment)
("This is an old song called 'A Flying Cloud'
written by a sea captain years ago.")
Come all you jolly sailor lads and listen unto me,
I'm heavy bound in irons strong to die for piracy;
With eighteen more I am condemned in sorrow to complain,
For plundering and for burning ships down on the Spanish
For I was raised most tenderly until I went to sea,
It was there that whiskey and bad company made a wreck
Main.
of me.